till.the.sun.grows.cold

Tuesday, April 24, 2007

[[fields of gold]]

You'll remember me when the west wind moves
Upon the fields of barley
You'll forget the sun in his jealous sky
As we walk in the fields of gold

the song really is lovely. i could put it on replay for 2 hours and not grow tired listening to it. it's the way she sings it. and the lyrics when you can figure out the words. it strikes something.

So she took her love
For to gaze awhile
Upon the fields of barley
In his arms she fell as her hair came down
Among the fields of gold

i don't really know whats wrong with me lately. i can't even seem to bring myself to care about exams. i have a french paper tomorrow and i've only covered about 1/4 of what i probably need to know. i'm not sure whether i've just become immune to all this. or if there's really something else distracting me.

Will you stay with me, will you be my love
Among the fields of barley
We'll forget the sun in his jealous sky
As we lie in the fields of gold

there's this box that i keep underneath my desk. it's one of those self-assembled ikea boxes. heh. i'm not sure my family knows its even there, otherwise i'm sure it would have been infiltrated by now. anyway, in my other house i have something similar, except that it's a drawer over there. i keep my memories there. things i've kept since primary school, i think there's even some kindergarden memories inside.

See the west wind move like a lover so
Upon the fields of barley
Feel her body rise when you kiss her mouth
Among the fields of gold

so anyway. i just felt like digging it up and reading some old stuff. ok i lie. i was intentionally looking for something. shouldn't have though. it just made me feel worse.

I never made promises lightly
And there have been some that I've broken
But I swear in the days still left
We'll walk in the fields of gold
We'll walk in the fields of gold

emi fujita sings it as 'hey-r' and 'barrley'. it just makes me like it even more. oh great. what a time for the messages to come.

Many years have passed since those summer days
Among the fields of barley
See the children run as the sun goes down
Among the fields of gold
You'll remember me when the west wind moves
Upon the fields of barley
You can tell the sun in his jealous sky
When we walked in the fields of gold

k i have about 3 weeks to decide. let's see whether i have the guts to go through with it. i'm not sure if it's dramatics or necessary action. we'll see.
big things for a girl who hates change. who hates initiating change even more.

When we walked in the fields of gold

[walking with you]*|12:47 AM|